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lemonrin-i · 1 month
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OLD PART DUMP PT 4
ADEUCE
Need I explain myself
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lilliesthings · 6 months
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lucasoliko · 7 months
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What if uhh what if??? What??? Werewolf john??? Okay
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brainrot-radio · 18 days
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Mark Hoffman you have great tits but that is no excuse for you to be acting this way
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sweetgirlm · 8 days
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not me wanting to cry after being so horny all day lol
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paperclipbean · 6 months
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I love stories. I joke that books are my best friends, but it's not entirely a joke. When GO first triggered such a deep emotional response from me, my husband noticed and couldn't understand. In my own effort to understand and explain it, I've looked back, looked up, looked around. I've spent so much time unearthing things in myself that I'd buried. I've brushed off the dirt, looked closely, and felt things awaken that hurt but need to be allowed to hurt to properly heal. These things have echoed the raw emotion of my first response, but I can tell they are not the whole answer. I've rewatched the TV series (a *few times), read the book, joined Tumblr to read other people's ideas, and kept notebooks full of analysis, ideas, questions. I've recommited to my writing because I can feel that part of me waking up again -- stirring and sitting up in a deep pit of despair where rejection had left it to wither. It's not just that the trigger was painful- it was also awakening. So much about myself that had just laid down and accepted "this is life" is waking up and it's angry, and hopeful, and confused. After all my searching, I think that part of the reason is how I relate personally to this story based on my past and my dreams. But, also, I absolutely love Aziraphale and Crowley. I love their story. It's touched me deeply and I'll never be the same. And really really good stories do that. I also think that so many of us feel like this because we are all Aziraphale and Crowley. They are in each of us. Personally, I'm much more Aziraphale- in so many beautiful and, also, unhealthy ways. And, I've followed the rules all my life. Full of love but at the detriment to myself, never allowed to even really ask what I want. When I think back to my young adult self, I remember knowing I really wanted children. But, also knowing I really did not want to be married. At that time, being married meant a man and a woman. That's all. And, if you wanted children, that was your only choice. I remember the deep shame of my thoughts about other girls, and the shame was so strong that I never even admitted those "temptations" to anyone. I thought, it's bad enough being tempted by lustful thoughts about boys, having these thoughts about girls, too, was some twisted act of the devil and if I even admitted to being tempted in that way, I'd be ... well, at the time, it didn't even bear thinking about. Let's just say, it would not have gone over well. With anyone. There were no allies. There was no one telling me to be myself. There were a lot of people telling me to follow the rules and be "good." Can you imagine Aziraphale if he'd never met Crowley? Imagine all those questions slowly pecking at his brain with no one to encourage him to explore the answers, helping him to look at things differently, showing him that love can exist and good can manifest-- outside the "rules." Imagine never tasting food because you were told it's unhealthy and wrong- all the while knowing you want to taste the food. But, never allowing yourself. Never allowing yourself to even ask if that's what you really want. Over the years, I've developed some beautiful friendships that have given me the space to question and to be myself. I'm so very thankful for those friendships. But, it's not the same as what I see when I look at Aziraphale and Crowley. And that's what I want. And that want is what is waking up inside, yawning and stretching, and it hurts, and it's bittersweet. But I refuse to try and put it back to sleep. Have you ever felt a deep sense of missing someone, but you can't place who? Or feeling homesick when you're home? I've felt that way before. It always puzzled me. I think that even though I like the analogy that we are all part Aziraphale and part Crowley, I admit that I'm much more Aziraphale. And, I think I'm searching for Crowley. I want that. I want what they have with my whole heart. But, like Aziraphale, I can't bring myself to hurt anyone else in order to find it.
Update: I left an abusive relationship. (Yes, I'm in therapy.) I came out to my mom after fearing that conversation for years. It was beautiful. I moved to the city. I was terrified at the time; but, I love it. I am writing. It makes me feel alive and whole. I am acting for the first time. It's something I've always wanted to do and I love it. I'm making new friends and I'm so very thankful for all the friends who have supported me on this journey. I wouldn't say I've met my Crowley. But, I'm learning how to ask for what I want. I'm learning not to be afraid of making mistakes. (Yes, and. Go improv!) I hope that anyone else who has read this and identified with my story is encouraged to stand up for yourself and have the courage to seek a happy, healthy life. I welcome any asks or DMs.
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ahahnopenope · 24 days
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Ky'Hal (Tav), Bard College of Swords
Romanced Astarion
He is around 28 years old during the events of Baldur's Gate 3.
He has an older (half-elf) brother named Jar'Hod (iykyk) (my older brother's character).
Sorry for posting things i've posted before, just updating with better pictures and lore.
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matt-the-marxist · 2 months
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Share for more sample size and drama. PLEASE make the drama. Die on your mole hill.
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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year
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I feel like sweetheart definitely takes naps in prices office while he's doing paperwork bc she knows he won't let soap or gaz bother her, bc he wants his time w her too dammit!!
YEESSSS
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DUDE OMGGG
Check this: it's in the afternoon and Sweetheart didn't get alot of sleep the night before, so she's a bit tired. Soap and Gaz have been bothering her about going to the pub with them but she keeps saying later until she actually just runs to her room.
She's about to take a nap until Soap bothers her again (he misses her, he hasn't spent alot of time with her lately) and then she goes to Price's office cause she knows that he'll either tell them to leave her be or let her take a cat nap in his office. She doesn't want to bother him, but the girl needs REST.
She knocks on his door. Sweetheart: Hey cap? Can I come in, please?
Price knows that she's tired so he already set up a pillow and a blanket for her on his leather loveseat in his office 💕 he tells her to lay down and YK SHE DOES
He always has ambience on so she falls right to sleep, nuzzling in the blanket (makes Price's heart melt everytime)
And if Soap and Gaz burst into Price's office, he gives them the most meanest look omg (yk they back off right away, like the sad puppies they are)
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Sometimes Sweetheart takes a nap in his lap 🥹🥹 he just lets her when she's SUPER tired, and just picks her up bridle style and sleeps like that or koala style while he's working 💪 it really soothes the both of them tbh (he can smell her sweet perfume and her soft as hell skin, and she can smell the rustic cigar and oak wood cologne and his warmth)
GOOOOOOODDD these two will be the DEATH OF MEE
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rrustellar · 11 months
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The iconic duo of Fuse and Mad Maggie. Manga style!
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lightofwintersun · 4 months
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When Otto Hightower not one and only man who can be the Hand
Larys after Harwin and Lyonel's murder: Your Grace, have you heard about Harrenhall,I fulfilled your hidden wish to return sir Otto, when to wait for "reward"? Alicent:Viserys appointed Rhaenyra as the Hand of the King Larys:*the sound of a cane falling from his hands.*
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isthoughts · 5 months
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Regulus is such a looser, I love him more than life itself
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masked-alien-lesbian · 5 months
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............ok so who comforts mc in chapter 8 and afterwards is definitely not based on who you choose the most heart options with in book 2...it's either based on heart options chosen in book 1 or its based on who has the most social quests. I restarted book 2 and romanced only Imtura but again, it was Nia who comforted mc not Imtura despite no heart options chosen in book 2. I'm thinking it takes in consideration of the number of heart options you take in book 1...because Imtura didn't show up till like chapter 7 or so. And I refuse to restart all the way back to book 1 so I guess Nia is just going to care for mc more than Imtura because I can NOT get Imtura to act like a main LI despite choosing her everytime....
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bubacorn · 3 months
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i need someone to hold me and rub my back until i can cry, and maybe kiss my hair and tell me that it's alright that everything feels like utter shit and that i'm tired of it all and i want it to change but i'm so scared that it might never change and i don't know how and nothing ever does because that's how we do it, we survive but never ever change, we endure and it kills us all inside but that's what we deserve and we see it on each other, but we simply don't deserve better and we let everyone rot because that's easy, that's familiar, but that's not fucking love, that's not safe, that's not healthy, that's cruel and really fucking neglectful and just pretty fucking sad, actually
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lilmeawmeawblog · 8 months
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why do so many people act like there needs to be a great purpose behind our existence? or there is some grand reason why I am here. No, acknowledging the realness of Nihilism doesn't always have to make one super pessimistic. There is almost 200 billion trillion stars in this universe. If you consider the bigger picture it won't make a difference if our sun with it's whole solar system just disappears tomorrow. On a large scale, things are devoid of meaning and purpose SO WHAT? whether its truly meaningless or not, if I disappear today I won't be able to enjoy another sunset, pet another cute street cat, won't get to hang out with my favorite people anymore, won't be able read another interesting book or try a new noodles recipe or travel to a new place and I won't be able to learn so many other things I want to learn -- and these things are more than enough to inspire me to keep on living. I don't really care about the meaning of life or purpose of our existence anymore.
“You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life. Fall in love with some activity and do it! Nobody ever figures out what life is all about and it doesn't matter. Explore the world. Nearly everything is really interesting if you go into it deeply enough."
-- Richard Feynman
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downfalldestiny · 7 months
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Never fight for something isn't yours 🖤 !.
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